A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

early morning.

Nalanja opened his eyes suddenly.

The first thing you see is the familiar ceiling.

He sat up from the bed and scratched his head in confusion, "After working on it for a long time, it turns out that I was asleep."

Mista and Apache were defeated by the enemy. How could I have such a dream?

At this time, the door opened.

Bucciarati walked in.

Seeing Naranja waking up, his expression was obviously much more relaxed, and he asked: "Naranga, how are you feeling? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Listen to me, Bucciarati." Nalanja looked excited. "When I fell asleep, I had a very interesting dream. I dreamed that our team completed the task assigned by Mr. Bolbo, and the result..."

Halfway through his words, he couldn't continue.

Because, he saw the bitter smile on the corner of Bucciarati's mouth that could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

"Bucciarati?" Nalanja was very confused, "Did I say something wrong just now?"

Bucciarati didn't know how to speak, and thought about his words for a long time.

After pondering for a few seconds, he took a deep breath and said word by word: "Actually, that was not a dream. We did lose completely."

Nalanjia: ∑(△｀)? !

"Also." Bucciarati continued: "Our team is no longer a 'passionate' people.

Now you, me, Mista, Apache and Fugo, the five of us are peripheral members of the 'J' organization. "

"Wait, my mind is a little messed up!" Numerous question marks appeared on Nalan Jia's head.

Then, he suddenly realized, "If this is really the case, we will be chased to death by 'Enthusiasm'!"

Bucciarati smiled and rubbed Naranja's messy head, "You slept for three whole days, and many changes have taken place in Naples.

Under the pressure from Mr. Joestar and others, the 'Enthusiasm' organization is on the verge of collapse. Not to mention little guys like us, even big shots like Mr. Polpo may not be able to protect themselves. "

Having said this, the terrifying figure flashed through Bucciarati's mind, and he shuddered involuntarily.

Jon Joestar.

That guy is a devil!

I often say that back then, it took Rong Rong nine days to become a gang leader, but it took me, Qiao, seven days to become the godfather of the Italian Mafia. It was no problem at all.

——Jon Joestar.

A certain villa in downtown Naples.

"Mr. Joestar, please allow me to offer you my loyalty."

The old Turker knelt down on one knee and kissed the ruby ​​ring of the young man on the seat with an extremely humble expression.

Jon's expression was neither salty nor cool, "You must abide by the rules when doing things in the future. I don't care about other things, but there are some things I don't like very much.

Don't do that kind of business again, understand? "

"Of course, of course, your word is the will of the Lord, Mr. Joestar."

Turkle nodded while nervously taking out his handkerchief and wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

The man in front of me was a born evil star. In just three days, he killed countless people from the ‘Enthusiasm’ organization. If a disagreement takes away my old life, there will really be no place to cry.

"snort."

Jon didn't look good on such an old man, so he dismissed him casually after saying a few words.

When they walked away, he turned his head, looked at the stiff-faced Rong Rong behind him, and said with a smile: "Know?"

Giorno opened his mouth, "The boss in charge of Blackwater Pier."

A big shot who was once out of reach is now like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.

Such a gap had a great impact on Rong Rong's inner world.

Three days.

In just three days, this man named Jon Joestar reshuffled the forces in Naples.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that ‘enthusiasm’ is about to end!

Rong Rong's reaction naturally couldn't escape Jon's eyes. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was about to say something.

Suddenly, a man with red eyes came over.

"BOSS." The man said in a deep voice, "My men are here."

"Very good." Jon nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Risutte."

Risu Te Nero, the leader of the ‘Assassination Team’ who died at the hands of Jon in another world.

In this parallel world, because they could not gain Diavolo's trust, the 'Assassination Team' was refrigerated for a long time, like a chamber pot, and was only used when needed.

One day ago, Diavolo ordered Ritsut to attack Jon.

As a result, Jon was successfully prepared to rebel.

Lisut had many men, six in total.

They are Holmaggio (Stand-in: Little Feet), Iluso (Stand-in: Man in the Mirror), Procute (Stand-in: Heroic Cheng Ren), Bessie (Beach Boy), Menillo (Stand-in: Baby Face) , Kacho (stand-in: White Album).

Seeing Jon, the six people had different expressions.

Risutte coughed lightly.

The six of them reluctantly said hello, "BOSS."

Jon's expression remained unchanged, "I know you all have unique skills and you are not convinced by me.

It doesn't matter, I can give you a chance to challenge me. "

After scanning a few people, he added: "By the way, you can come together."

This is what I said

So crazy!

Not to mention a group of six, even Risot himself had his eyelids twitching when he heard this.

This young BOSS has completely different styles from the original old Yinbi BOSS.

Yes, it’s difficult to do.

Jon chuckled to himself.

Iluso, Gacho, and Prosciut—their defeated generals.

Bessie, Menillo—not worth mentioning.

Formaggio, the only one who was remotely threatening, had a low power and speed panel.

When the time comes, he raises his hand to summon Jotaro, and he keeps smashing him down. If there are still people on the field who can stand, let him, Joe, lose.

"BOSS, that's not what they meant."

Risutte and Jon had fought against each other several times, and he had some basic understanding of the strength of his BOSS.

It's okay for people like them to engage in assassinations, but if they were to confront them head-on, they would probably get hammered.

I just switched jobs, so don’t be too arrogant.

As he said that, he glared and said, "Why don't you apologize to the boss!"

The group of six may not be convinced by Jon, but they are convinced by Lisut.

Lisute spoke, and several people lowered their heads reluctantly, "BOSS, we were wrong."

"It's okay. I'm the most generous person. I never keep these little things in mind."

Jon smiled brightly.

"To express my welcome to everyone, tomorrow, I will take you to team building. Oh, I just want to take you out for a while. Then, I will pay for all the expenses. Do you think it's okay?"

The new BOSS is so childish, no, he is so down-to-earth, is he willing to get along with his subordinates?

The group of six couldn't believe their ears.

Only having been with Jon for four or five days, Giorno, who had a little understanding of Jon's temper, curled his lips slightly.

Whenever this guy smiles like this, it means someone is about to be tricked.

as expected.

Jon then spoke: "In order for everyone to eliminate the barriers and work together to make progress.

I have decided to tentatively designate tomorrow’s event as the ‘passionate’ organization BOSS Diavolo. Everyone must actively participate. "

Fight the BOSS in the original world, and become the BOSS in another world

In the original world, he fought against the Assassination Team, and in the other world, he fought against the Diavolo Guards.

The only thing that remains unchanged is

Poor Diablo, he's going to die again (clasps his hands)